𝐌𝐄𝐑𝐂𝐘𝐖𝐄𝐏𝐓, welcomes you to the hazbin hotel !
* DEAD DOVE DO NOT EAT. 21+
a study in ... the pursuit of your goals & the sacrifice of them, fiercely clung idealism, kindness in the face of cruelty, something's not quite right, the caged songbird, the savior complex & self sacrifice,
toxic positivity, rejecting the status quo, do no harm / take no shit,
to swallow your grief & guilt, inhumanity & the curiosity of humanity, failure & the weight of expectation, the art of losing, compassion above all else.
inspirations ... the ingénue, the people pleaser, natasha rostova, good is not soft, beware the nice ones.
i. ii. iii. iv. ─── canon divergent charlie magne morningstar.
dirge / saint, 25, he / they. credits, jaynedits & kingsleigh.
Religious theming and blasphemy, genocide, bigotry, neglect / parental abuse, abuse of various forms, depictions of mental health and grief, unhealthy and complicated dynamics, codependency, violent and sexual content, body horror, murder, cannibalism, snuff, animal death, drug and alcohol addictions, (gothic) horror themes in general, and the like.
* If it's been inferred in Hazbin, you can expect it to be mentioned here.
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fiction =/= reality, i do not care what you write on your blog nor the reasons you write as long as it is TAGGED, and expect the same when following me. themes such as dubcon, cnc, and eroticized gore may be written on this blog per my discretion. do not follow me if you are uncomfortable with that. if you believe what someone writes in fiction has any bearings on their morals, my blog is not for you.
It started out as a fairly simple sketch, but at some point I got carried away XD
p.s I still don't understand why the final show didn't use Alastor's form from the comics. Just…why?
Charlie really is lowkey prey unveiling predator bc she only bears her teeth when she perceives an immediate threat, her being angry on its' own isn't ALWAYS enough to trigger a reaction. Omg she's kind of like the thing
Okayyy I'm going to bed because I have an exam tomorrow BUT hopefully I should be throwing out some lighter things! Today was a day for the horrors, tomorrow? Some nice asks :)
this isn't to say she enjoys pissing off @demunitization! she is very obviously above such tactless, childish displays of control and assumed dominance. however it is very, very, funny. fuck this guy, her new best friend is alastor. #lol
i'm having a bad day. someone is going to die today (remembers suicide jokes are bad for my mental health) and it's not going to be me. (gets scared someone will report me to the police) people around the world die of natural causes every day. (remembers i want people to think i'm smart) and i know who it's going to be (remembers i want to retain an air of mystery) but i'm not telling.
Stop apologizing for needing help. Stop it right now.
BLOOD ON YOUR SLEEVE, accepting; @clwngasm.
❝ but i... ❞ she inhales so keenly, air a knife lodged into her windpipe, agonizing. she is nothing but a rabbit caught underfoot, snare tangled around her neck, squeezing, squeezing. fizz is different, this is different, he cares, he── nerves ignite under her skin, and she's scraping her claws against her legs without thinking. black threads tearing under firm nails, the peek of red showing through. stop it, stop it, stop. she shields blood caked nails behind her back. she doesn't want him to see her like this, no one should.
her breath is hollow, darting eyes and the aching stretch of her head to stay up, upright, don't fall. errant curls falling across her cheeks, and she leans into them, let her rapunzel tresses shield the horror in her brows from him. it wasn't fizz's fault ── though his words hit suspiciously like her father's, or was it her mother's? both, the bat to her head. a morningstar doesn't ask for help, doesn't parade weakness around. they'll use it against you charlie, charlotte. never bow your head to anyone ── it wasn't anyone's, it was hers. she was damaged, she was the cause, no one could be blamed for her inability to do anything right. she'd waste everyone's time in the end. they'd get sick, and they would leave. they'd be right to.
damage control, she had to regain control, she couldn't. he'd tell ozzie and they'd tell her dad and fuck, fuck! fucking fuck! her fucking life!
❝ i didn't── i── sorry, i'm so sorry, sorry, fuck── don't look at me, forgive me, i have to── ❞
